"Big brother is calling! Big brother is coming..." Zhao Jin finally ate the beef noodles he had been dreaming of, but he was still reluctant to add eggs. Zhao Jin stopped the chopsticks in his hand, reached out and took the phone that was put aside, and picked it up.

"Little Dongliang, do you miss your brother?" Zhao Jin stuffed a mouthful of noodles into his mouth and said vaguely.

"Brother Jin! Oh no! My mother asked my sister to go on a blind date!" a slightly immature male voice came from the phone.

"Huh?"

"Ahh

"Tang Jun, don't worry! Tell me about the situation!" Zhao Jin swallowed the noodles in his mouth and became serious.

"Oh! Just now, someone from the Tang family came to propose marriage. My mother wanted to agree, but my sister refused, saying that she would see someone first!"

"Which Tang family?" Zhao Jin was inexplicably a little irritable, and threw away the chopsticks in his hand with a snap.

"Tang Dynasty!

"How many years has it been since that, it must have been decades!" Zhao Jin's mouth was replaced by a mouthful full of vinegar. raised his eyebrows, and didn't forget to make a joke.

"Oh, Brother Jin! Tang Dynasty Group! When is this, are you still joking!" Lin Dongliang was really anxious.

"Haha! Don't worry, little Dongliang! There is Brother Jin here, so I'm sure to stir up yellow for him. Where are they going on a blind date!" When the words "blind date" popped out of his mouth, Zhao Jin felt that his facial expression was a little distorted, as uncomfortable as eating dog shit.

After making the call, Zhao Jin hurriedly pulled a few mouthfuls of noodles and tiptoed back to the rental house.

Sleepless nights.

Zhao Jin had dark circles under his eyes and changed several buses. came to the place Lin Dongliang said, the West Bund Cafe.

Facing the huge glass of the café's exterior window, Zhao Jin tidied up the clothes on his body. That's right, Zhao Jin changed his clothes before going out. Zhao Jin, who had been pulling at the cardboard box for a long time, finally found a white shirt to wear on his body, as well as a pair of dark blue jeans. The fly in the ointment is that he is still wearing flip-flops under his feet, and he has no shoes to change.

"Sir, how can I help you?" the well-dressed waiter greeted Zhao Jin, who pushed the door in.

"I'm looking for someone" Zhao Jin looked around, saw Lin Wanwan's back from a distance, and trotted over.

"Brother Jin!" Lin Wanwan found Zhao Jin and cheered, her face full of surprise.

"My sister is so beautiful today" Zhao Jin sat next to Lin Wanwan, staring at Lin Wanwan with his eyes, and his face was pale.

"Brother Jin, don't be like this! It's embarrassing!" Lin Wanwan looked shy and pushed Zhao Jin's shoulder.

"Ahem... , Hello this brother! My name is Tang Jun!" Tang Jun's face was a little unnatural, and he took the initiative to stretch out his right hand to Zhao Jin.

"Oh! hello!" Zhao Jinfang recognized Tang Jun at a glance. He was the man in the white suit with the dung fork.

"My sister hasn't seen me for two days, and your boobs are big again. Zhao Jin didn't want to deal with him, so he teased Sister Lin by himself.

"I know you, just a waste of the Zhao family!" Tang Jun's face was extremely ugly, and he said coldly.

"Oh, I'm still quite famous!Who are you, why haven't you heard of it!" Zhao Jin turned his head to look at Tang Jun, his eyes narrowed.

Lin Wanwan's mouth opened wide in surprise. As soon as Tang Jun spoke, she knew that it was a bad dish. This is a naked scar, and Brother Jin will not spare him easily.

"Haha, Miss Lin, I still have to leave beforehand. Tang Jun laughed, stood up, politely said goodbye to Lin Wanwan, and left.

"Brother Jin, it's good for you to dissipate your anger. Lin Wanwan's little hand grabbed Zhao Jin's hand tightly and comforted softly.

"Sister, I have to leave for a few days. A trace of loneliness flashed on Zhao Jin's face, and he smiled softly at Lin Wanwan.

"Where are you going?" Hearing that Zhao Jin was leaving, Lin Wanwan became nervous.

"Go back to the mountains, I can't let my sister Lin marry this thing. Raising his finger and pointing at Tang Jun's distant back, a sneer flashed on Zhao Jin's face. Zhai Meng'er's Gu poison has not yet been solved, and it involves Lin Wanwan, if it is not for the purpose of this group of people, Zhao Jin himself does not believe it.

"I've seen this thing, together with that Gu refiner. Not a good thing. ”

"Ahh

"Wait for me to come back, sister!" Zhao Jin's face changed to a solemn expression.

"Brother Jin, I'll go with you!"

"No, you can just help me get a car!" Zhao Jin bluntly rejected Lin Wanwan.

"Huh, can you drive, can you drive?!"

"Hahaha" Zhao Jin took out a small black notebook from his arms, and laughed at the waiter's surprised expression.

"Crunch" a military vehicle with a Jiang A license plate stopped in front of a pitch-black gate. Zhao Jin opened the car door and stepped down.

He took out the key in his arms and opened the door. Looking at everything familiar and unfamiliar in the courtyard, memories rushed like a tide, surging towards Zhao Jin.

This is Grandpa's home, where Zhao Jin was born. After his grandfather died, his father moved into the city with Zhao Jin, and the small courtyard was empty.

The small courtyard is not big, with red walls and red tiles. The two tiled houses facing north and south are the living quarters. There is a wing room on the east side, which contains all the things that Zhao Jin needs.

Zhao Jin closed the courtyard door, pushed open the door of the wing room, and walked in.

In the middle of the chamber was a five-foot square stone stove, with pine firewood next to the stone stove, and two sledgehammers, one large and one small. There is a wooden box in the southeast corner of the house, and when the wooden box is opened, there are iron, borax, mercury, lead and other things in it.

Zhao Jin took off his shirt, revealing a body of tendon meat with clear lines. With a slight luck, the true qi in the dantian was stimulated, and a flame the size of a candle flame appeared in the palm. Looking at the natal fire in his hand, Zhao Jin sighed slightly and ignited the fire in the furnace.

Zhao Jin came back to cast the knife.

The Zhao family is an ancient family. The history can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and the ancestor was Ou Yezi, a sword-casting master during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. There are many descendants of Ou Yezi, and as for the lineage of the Zhao family, it can no longer be verified. The Zhao family is born with pure yang true qi, and can give birth to pure yang true fire, and the power of this fire is close to the samadhi true fire of the fairy world. The blade cast with this fire, the soul of the self-generated knife, is the blade of the Zhao Shi people's life, and there is only one handle in his life. With the later stage of cultivation, the skill has increased greatly, and the natal golden knife can be forged and upgraded repeatedly. As soon as this knife came out, combined with the secret book exercises passed down by the Zhao family, the Zhao clan had an ability that was different from ordinary people. In history, there were people of the Zhao clan with high skills, who walked within the Three Realms and were unimpeded.

The only regret is that the Zhao family is not prosperous, and it has been passed down in the same vein for thousands of years. So far, it has been passed on to Zhao Jin, and it has come to the time of life and death. For some reason, Zhao Jin, the only descendant, had the pure yang true qi in his body so small that it was negligible, and the pure yang true fire derived from it was also weak and pitiful. What's even more unfortunate is that although Zhao Jin has been cultivating the inner method of the clan since he was a child, the pure yang true qi in his body has not increased at all, and his physique is much stronger than others.

Zhao Jin became the first wasted person in the history of the Zhao family! With the disappearance of his father Zhao Tong, the Zhao family suddenly declined.